Notes on a Scandal by Lesley Whyte

The defendent looks confident. At ease. He's looking around the courtroom as if he owns it. The judge looks bored. From here, I can see him scrolling through Twitter on his phone. From the rest of the courtroom, it probably looks like he's asleep. The key witness is clearly ruffled. Her skin is flushed a bright red as she answers questions. She is clearly uncomfortable discussing the nature of her relationship with the defendent. It's not her fault, she didn't think anyone would find out. But then, I suppose, neither did he, and he looks perfectly comfortable with the way this is playing out.

God, I hope they find him guilty. Slick son of a bitch.